...............................it's a damned joke. What's he got then ?. What makes him so bloody special ?". I was content to leave the insolence and...his comments without answer, but I saw the flash of anger in Gina's eyes and the flick of her head. Fixing the youth with her steely gaze and the entire room watching the exchange to see what might happen, Gina said icily,"What does he have ?. Let me tell you, you ungrateful little shit !!. He has patience, good manners, he shows me real. ...The old man went on. "The one that is so afraid of the dark. The one whowas afraid of the dark on a night twelve years ago, so afraid that youleft your bed beside your husband and went to sleep with the child?" Hedidn't let her speak but nodded to himself in answer to his ownquestions."And why did you leave? Because your husband wouldn't let the child comein and join the two of you in your bed. 'The kid is seven. He's got tolearn to sleep alone. You're trying to turn him into a sissy.' Is. My shoes were black strappy velvet with 6"heels which also had crystals on the heels.As we looked at each other in the double mirror Jane commented that thepair of us looked like a walking wet dream especially with our fuck menow heels.Our makeup was sophisticated evening makeup designed to get us noticedand desired - not that we were interested in men! I slipped a weddingband and engagement ring on my finger (from my first marriage) to deterthe wolves.Both of our jewelry was understated. A couple of weeks had gone by when he messaged me again. “You did it again didn’t you hehehe, how can we get to know each other if you keep deleting me.” He said. “hahaha. Hmmm that’s true, yes I did delete you, don’t think we hit it off too well did we, maybe we should start off all over! What you think?” I replied. “Yes that’s a very good idea, do you have a picture to share with me?” Freddie asked. “Sure, I have one, how about you, do you have one for me! As I want to see the face of this.